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Brand New

I packed my bags and bought a ticket for the seven-thirty train

You used to be my sunshine, but now you bring me rain

I’m just looking for a way to escape this pain

Maybe leaving is the only way I will remain sane

I hate to say goodbye to you, so I’m leaving you this note

All the things I’ve wanted to say are in the letter that I wrote

I left all of my things; all I need are my hat and my coat

My only sign of weakness now is this lump in my throat

I’m ready to give up the only life that I have known

To start a new one all over out on my own

I’m packing up and leaving all the seeds that I have sown

Giving up my course to land wherever I am blown

It’s taken too long for me to figure out the truth

I’ve spent the last few years of my life living it for you

Now it’s time for me to do what I want to do

I’m starting my life over now brand new

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